Although Ai Wei could not see, Du Ruoxin's voice made her skin crawl, and Du Ruoxin had struck a nerve.
Marrying Rong Jingyang was a dream she had harbored since she was twelve years old.
In terms of affection, Ai Wei loved him no less than Du Ruoxin.
She was supposed to be Mrs. Rong, but Du Ruoxin, who had appeared out of nowhere, had stolen him away.
This hatred gnawed at Ai Wei's insides day and night.
"That's not how you put it..." Ai Wei maintained a social smile, but her tone turned cold.
"We'll see?" Du Ruoxin issued a threat and slammed the door shut as she left.
She had come today to declare war, not to engage in a verbal spat. Naturally, she wouldn't clash with Ai Wei, a woman who put on a show and was adept at scheming.
"Bang!"
The sound of the door closing was earth-shattering. Ai Wei's facial muscles twitched, not from fear, but from an uncontrollable, excited smile.
Finally, Du Ruoxin had brought up divorce!
As for how she would marry into the Rong family after their divorce, that was not something Du Ruoxin could control or influence.
Ai Wei believed that with her intelligence and Rong Jingyang's affection, she could smoothly marry into the Rong family and become a young mistress of a wealthy household.
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Rong Jingyang drove his Koenigsegg out of the parking lot, still not seeing Du Ruoxin.
He picked up his phone, found her number, and was about to press dial when he pulled back.
Rong Jingyang dialed another number. "Madam's suitcase is missing. Investigate."
"Yes," An Ying acknowledged.
Rong Jingyang screenshotted the video of Du Ruoxin standing in the plaza with her suitcase and sent it to An Ying Mu Li, then drove towards the plaza.
On the way, he received a call from Mu Li. The suitcase had been found.
Behind a cybercafe
Several burly men in black clothes stood like a wall, blocking everyone's view.
Their imposing aura deterred people from approaching.
What triad was seeking revenge? It was terrifying!
Passersby cast fearful glances, but no one dared to call the police or make a sound.
"Wuwuwu—"
The man surrounded lay on the ground, his limbs bound, his mouth gagged, and his eyes blindfolded.
He could only writhe his body and plead with ventriloquism, "Let me go, let me go..."
Who had he offended?
Suddenly, a group of men in black rushed forward, dragged him into a small alley, and beat him severely.
"Who are you? What do you want? Let me go..."
Suddenly, the men in black parted, shouting respectfully, "Master Rong!"
The man trembled, nearly scared to death.
Had he offended the notorious Master Rong of E City, who was more terrifying than the King of Hell and struck fear into everyone's hearts?
Help!
"Master, the suitcase, the clothes." Mu Li presented the pink suitcase found at a second-hand market and the clothes found in a trash can.
He also handed over a pair of gloves.
Rong Jingyang glanced at the gloves without looking at them and directly opened the bag containing the clothes.
A foul odor assailed his senses.
Rong Jingyang's brow furrowed tightly. Enduring the urge to vomit, he examined the clothes.
There was nothing special, just a few sets of cheap clothes worth a hundred yuan.
He then checked the suitcase, but found nothing that would make Du Ruoxin bow her head.
He raised an eyebrow and stood up.
Mu Li immediately unscrewed a bottle of mineral water. "Master."
Rong Jingyang washed his hands and, after drying them, made a gesture as if to take a cigarette.
Mu Li understood his boss's unspoken command.
He quickly handed over a lit cigarette and tore off the tape sealing the thief's mouth.
Rong Jingyang stepped on the thief's arm, pressing the cigarette butt against his hand. "Is there anything else?"
"Ah—"
The thief cried out miserably, and the smell of burning flesh filled the air. "Wh-what else?"
Rong Jingyang increased the pressure.
The thief trembled with pain, feeling as if his hand were about to be crushed. "In the river! In the river!"
If he didn't clarify why he had offended Master Rong, he was looking for death.
"I saw there was nothing in the wallet, so I threw it in the river." The thief cried, tears streaming down his face as he begged for mercy. "Master Rong, let me go, please let me go..."
Rong Jingyang threw down the cigarette butt and stood up, tilting his head.
Mu Li grabbed the thief. "Where did you throw it?"
A few minutes later, the thief led everyone to the riverbank and demonstrated the scene. He asked tremblingly, "Do you need me to..."
Before he could finish, several men in black jumped into the river with a splash.
The thief involuntarily swallowed. The river was swift; who knew where the wallet would be swept?
Just as he felt uneasy about his own life, Mu Li kicked him. "Scram!"
"If I see you in E City again, I'll chop off your hands."
"Yes, yes, yes." The thief scrambled away, afraid of being too slow and losing his life.
Rong Jingyang stared coldly at the river surface. After a long silence, he frowned. "Call more people."
Get it retrieved quickly.
"Yes." Mu Li called for a hundred more people.
However, Rong Jingyang still felt it wasn't enough.
Mu Li: "..."
Master, there are only people in the river, no water visible.
Should I call the corpse retrieval team, firefighters, and the police?
Mu Li dared not say this, so with a command, hundreds of people plunged into the river—to retrieve the wallet!
"Beep, beep, beep—"
Rong Jingyang's phone rang. It was Du Ruoxin. He glanced at it and was about to answer when the signal dropped.
The man's dark pupils deepened, and he called back.
Du Ruoxin had not expected Rong Jingyang to call back. Her small face creased, and she snorted, "From today on, I will not be pushed around by you at your beck and call!"
Angrily hanging up, Du Ruoxin turned off her phone.
Her luggage...
If he didn't give it back, so be it.
Her bank cards, phone cards, and passport could all be reissued.
She wouldn't let him hold her hostage.
Du Ruoxin put her hands on her hips and walked down the street indignantly.
Without money, she would earn it.
"Seeking models, seeking models." A man followed her. "Beautiful lady, I'm an agent from a modeling company. I see you're tall and beautiful. Are you interested in joining my company?"
"A fashion show pays ten thousand yuan and up!"
"If you become famous, your appearance fee will be hundreds of thousands or millions!"
"Beautiful lady, I've been noticing you for a long time. Come with me and get rich."
Du Ruoxin sized up the man.
The man offered a flawless, standard good-guy smile. "You know Su Ning, the hottest online? She's an artist I manage."
Who? She didn't know.
Not using Douyin, not playing on Weibo, not frequenting forums, and only focusing on being a full-time wife, serving her husband, and taking care of her daughter, Du Ruoxin had lived like a primitive human for the past two years.
"I guarantee you'll be the next Su Ning."
"Appearance fees of tens of millions!"
The agent spoke with great passion, as if Du Ruoxin were a rising superstar.
Du Ruoxin didn't care about money and had never paid attention to it.
But now, she really needed it.
Without money, she couldn't stay in a hotel, eat, or support her daughter.
"Let's go."
The two arrived at a budget hotel.
As they opened the door, several tall girls looked at Du Ruoxin.
The agent said, "Ruoxin, stay with them for one night. Tomorrow morning, I'll take you to the company to sign contracts."
"After signing, we'll arrange fashion shows."
Du Ruoxin looked at the group of girls inside, who looked young, estimated to be between fifteen or sixteen and twenty years old, and nodded. "Mm."
The agent chatted with the girls for a few more minutes, reminding everyone to get some rest, and then left the room.
The kind smile instantly turned cold and sinister as the door closed. "Have you contacted the seller?"
"This time, there's a top-tier item to be auctioned on the dark web."
Thinking of Du Ruoxin's curvaceous figure and beautiful face, the agent saw stacks of US dollars!
If she were taken in by a rich man as a kept woman, Du Ruoxin could be sold for at least one hundred million!
Hahahaha!
She was going to get rich!